Shattered
You Can Run, But You Can Never Escape!
Hope’s POV
Early Friday morning, we pulled into the station. Amity and Anarchy were with me once again. They had brought their friend, Tricks with them. Tricks seemed nice enough. He was quiet but enjoyed to laugh and joke around.
“And then I said-“Tricks started, but was cut off by a short knock. We glanced around and paused momentarily.
“Hope, you old fool! Open up!” A familiar voice cried out. I broke into a bad case of grins and fond memories. I knew that voice anywhere. Tromping over to the sliding doors, I unlocked them and threw the gateway open, beaming.
“QUINN!” I called and brought her into the car for a big hug. It had been two years since I’d seen my best friend since fifteen.
“Oh Hope, we need your help badly.” Quinn frowned, sadness in her face. I bit my lip nervously. Tricks, Amity, and Anarchy tilted their head in confusion. Five men plus an old man trailed behind them. I bid them into the metal box to sit down. The five pale men sat in a corner, clearly overwhelmed with us. It should be the other way!
“Anything, Q!” I laughed. Her brow furrowed as the old man joined at her side.
“My friend, Kynder, she’s been kidnapped.” My jaw dropped at the name. I knew sweet little Kynder. She had always been very friendly and was all smiles, despite what she had come from.
“Yes, we know her! She rode the train with us!” Anarchy spoke up. Amity clutched her hands together in worry.
“Please, we have a group that we’ll meet up with in Aspen, where she was taken. We’re going to take the train to the stop in Durango and then jump onto the Rocky Mountain Rail Line #3464 to Aspen. Care to join us?” She asked with a hopeful smile. Amity stood up immediately.
“HELL YEAH!” She cheered. I saw Tricks and Anarchy nod their agreement, ready to lend a hand. I saw a man with a short cropped hair and large holes in his ears beam.
“You. I like you.” The man who stared at Amity like she was a precious gem stated.
“Balz!” The tall man with straight hair swept to his right shoulder grinned.
“Sorry Chris, I can’t help it if she’s beautiful and totally kick ass.” Balz admired. I stepped back from the situation. Anarchy looked surprised that someone would hit on Amity. The proud girl stood up and met the man with white make up and black eyeshadow.
“I’m Amity and I am kick ass, thank you.” She gave him a crooked grin that obviously melted his heart. Our small groups introduced ourselves and quickly ran over how we met Kynder. I explained to them that I had a few friends in Durango that would be more than happy to join our group for a little adventure. We would soon run out of space!
Another knock on the door sounded. We had probably been too loud and now were discovered. A note of fear leapt into my system.
“Hello?” A timid voice called.
“Jack! Just go in!” A second voice goad him.
“Alex, it’s locked.” The man named Jack whined. I motioned for the others to wait as I went and unlocked the door. The train was due to leave any moment. As the doors opened up, I saw a man with a fake Mohawk that had blond in it. The other man had frazzled brown hair, as if he had just sprinted here.
Four other men followed in his wake. We were going to need another box car!
As I looked at them, they stared back, slightly shocked.
“Get in!” I hissed as the train horn sounded. The leapt into the shadowy car just as it was about to move. I shut the doors and locked them, turning the lanterns back on.
“I’m sorry, I thought this was unoccupied.” The man, Alex, muttered to us. All seventeen of us perched on boxes and sat on the floor. We made introductions again, going around in a circle.
Iren, Quinn, Chris Motionless, Ricky Horror, Ryan “Last name I can barely pronounce”, Devin “Ghost” Sola, Josh Balz, Jack Barakat, Alex Gaskarth, Oliver Sykes, Jordan Fish, Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Amity, Anarchy, Tricks, and I all sat together in the musty space. Seventeen and counting people all silently sat.
“So is it safe to assume that you’re here to help rescue Kynder as well?” Balz asked. Amity sat right next to him, swaying with the motion of the train going around a curve.
“We are. I didn’t know Kynder was this popular.” Jack mused. I laughed a little as my friend took a seat beside me.
“So how do you know her?” I asked them. They all took their turns answering.
“Performed surgery on her.”
“She asked for food and pills.”
“She was dying alongside the road.”
“I just know Oli.”
“I’m Gerard’s brother and frankly, I like trains.” Mikey admitted openly. I had to close my mouth after the last comment. Well, this was an odd bunch.
“Why…?” Anarchy asked.
“She came to me for food and pain pills…”Gerard started.
“Then a while later I found her dying beside the road….” Jack and Alex responded together.
“Then I performed surgery to save her life…” Oli jumped in.
“And I just work with him.” Jordan chuckled.
“Gerard asked me to tag along and I have always wanted to ride a train, so it was a deal.” Mikey laughed. I nodded, accepting the facts. It was an odd bunch, but we were united by the same cause.
“We’ll be in Durango in about two hours, so I guess we have some time to kill.” Anarchy stated flatly. Balz nudged Amity, who shoved her shoulder into his side. They began the leaning war.
“Tic-Tac-Toe, anyone?” Gerard, the man with bright red hair, offered. The championship rounds had soon started.
“So did anyone bring anything to fight with, or are we just going to punch them out?” Chris inquired. Gerard, Mikey, Jack, Alex, Oli, and Jordan all brought out an assortment of knives and guns.
“Well we talked to Austin over the phone and he said to bring something to beat the crap out of someone with and to take this train, so I would assume this would work.” Gerard waved around a gun. We all ducked our heads as he pointed it around. Mikey smacked him over the head.
“Stop waving that thing around!” the other brother scolded. There were enough weapons to distribute to most of us around the car.
In the end the people who ended up with weapons were Ghost, Balz, Chris, Jack, Alex, Tricks, Quinn, Iren, Ryan, Ricky, and Gerard. Only four of us didn’t have anything. Anarchy and Amity declined weapons.
“Before going to the streets, I took kickboxing.” Amity told us. Note to self: Don’t get Amity angry. Anarchy declined a weapon, saying he’d much rather punch someone. Only people, besides them, that didn’t have a weapon were Oli and Jordan. They said that they would be willing to help outside of fighting.
Everyone was admiring their knives or their revolvers. I had my own knife on me. We might be small and some of us looking harmless, but we would be able to pack a punch.
And so the rescue team grew…
Early Friday morning, we pulled into the station. Amity and Anarchy were with me once again. They had brought their friend, Tricks with them. Tricks seemed nice enough. He was quiet but enjoyed to laugh and joke around.
“And then I said-“Tricks started, but was cut off by a short knock. We glanced around and paused momentarily.
“Hope, you old fool! Open up!” A familiar voice cried out. I broke into a bad case of grins and fond memories. I knew that voice anywhere. Tromping over to the sliding doors, I unlocked them and threw the gateway open, beaming.
“QUINN!” I called and brought her into the car for a big hug. It had been two years since I’d seen my best friend since fifteen.
“Oh Hope, we need your help badly.” Quinn frowned, sadness in her face. I bit my lip nervously. Tricks, Amity, and Anarchy tilted their head in confusion. Five men plus an old man trailed behind them. I bid them into the metal box to sit down. The five pale men sat in a corner, clearly overwhelmed with us. It should be the other way!
“Anything, Q!” I laughed. Her brow furrowed as the old man joined at her side.
“My friend, Kynder, she’s been kidnapped.” My jaw dropped at the name. I knew sweet little Kynder. She had always been very friendly and was all smiles, despite what she had come from.
“Yes, we know her! She rode the train with us!” Anarchy spoke up. Amity clutched her hands together in worry.
“Please, we have a group that we’ll meet up with in Aspen, where she was taken. We’re going to take the train to the stop in Durango and then jump onto the Rocky Mountain Rail Line #3464 to Aspen. Care to join us?” She asked with a hopeful smile. Amity stood up immediately.
“HELL YEAH!” She cheered. I saw Tricks and Anarchy nod their agreement, ready to lend a hand. I saw a man with a short cropped hair and large holes in his ears beam.
“You. I like you.” The man who stared at Amity like she was a precious gem stated.
“Balz!” The tall man with straight hair swept to his right shoulder grinned.
“Sorry Chris, I can’t help it if she’s beautiful and totally kick ass.” Balz admired. I stepped back from the situation. Anarchy looked surprised that someone would hit on Amity. The proud girl stood up and met the man with white make up and black eyeshadow.
“I’m Amity and I am kick ass, thank you.” She gave him a crooked grin that obviously melted his heart. Our small groups introduced ourselves and quickly ran over how we met Kynder. I explained to them that I had a few friends in Durango that would be more than happy to join our group for a little adventure. We would soon run out of space!
Another knock on the door sounded. We had probably been too loud and now were discovered. A note of fear leapt into my system.
“Hello?” A timid voice called.
“Jack! Just go in!” A second voice goad him.
“Alex, it’s locked.” The man named Jack whined. I motioned for the others to wait as I went and unlocked the door. The train was due to leave any moment. As the doors opened up, I saw a man with a fake Mohawk that had blond in it. The other man had frazzled brown hair, as if he had just sprinted here.
Four other men followed in his wake. We were going to need another box car!
As I looked at them, they stared back, slightly shocked.
“Get in!” I hissed as the train horn sounded. The leapt into the shadowy car just as it was about to move. I shut the doors and locked them, turning the lanterns back on.
“I’m sorry, I thought this was unoccupied.” The man, Alex, muttered to us. All seventeen of us perched on boxes and sat on the floor. We made introductions again, going around in a circle.
Iren, Quinn, Chris Motionless, Ricky Horror, Ryan “Last name I can barely pronounce”, Devin “Ghost” Sola, Josh Balz, Jack Barakat, Alex Gaskarth, Oliver Sykes, Jordan Fish, Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Amity, Anarchy, Tricks, and I all sat together in the musty space. Seventeen and counting people all silently sat.
“So is it safe to assume that you’re here to help rescue Kynder as well?” Balz asked. Amity sat right next to him, swaying with the motion of the train going around a curve.
“We are. I didn’t know Kynder was this popular.” Jack mused. I laughed a little as my friend took a seat beside me.
“So how do you know her?” I asked them. They all took their turns answering.
“Performed surgery on her.”
“She asked for food and pills.”
“She was dying alongside the road.”
“I just know Oli.”
“I’m Gerard’s brother and frankly, I like trains.” Mikey admitted openly. I had to close my mouth after the last comment. Well, this was an odd bunch.
“Why…?” Anarchy asked.
“She came to me for food and pain pills…”Gerard started.
“Then a while later I found her dying beside the road….” Jack and Alex responded together.
“Then I performed surgery to save her life…” Oli jumped in.
“And I just work with him.” Jordan chuckled.
“Gerard asked me to tag along and I have always wanted to ride a train, so it was a deal.” Mikey laughed. I nodded, accepting the facts. It was an odd bunch, but we were united by the same cause.
“We’ll be in Durango in about two hours, so I guess we have some time to kill.” Anarchy stated flatly. Balz nudged Amity, who shoved her shoulder into his side. They began the leaning war.
“Tic-Tac-Toe, anyone?” Gerard, the man with bright red hair, offered. The championship rounds had soon started.
“So did anyone bring anything to fight with, or are we just going to punch them out?” Chris inquired. Gerard, Mikey, Jack, Alex, Oli, and Jordan all brought out an assortment of knives and guns.
“Well we talked to Austin over the phone and he said to bring something to beat the crap out of someone with and to take this train, so I would assume this would work.” Gerard waved around a gun. We all ducked our heads as he pointed it around. Mikey smacked him over the head.
“Stop waving that thing around!” the other brother scolded. There were enough weapons to distribute to most of us around the car.
In the end the people who ended up with weapons were Ghost, Balz, Chris, Jack, Alex, Tricks, Quinn, Iren, Ryan, Ricky, and Gerard. Only four of us didn’t have anything. Anarchy and Amity declined weapons.
“Before going to the streets, I took kickboxing.” Amity told us. Note to self: Don’t get Amity angry. Anarchy declined a weapon, saying he’d much rather punch someone. Only people, besides them, that didn’t have a weapon were Oli and Jordan. They said that they would be willing to help outside of fighting.
Everyone was admiring their knives or their revolvers. I had my own knife on me. We might be small and some of us looking harmless, but we would be able to pack a punch.
And so the rescue team grew…
Notes
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